Chapter 384

She balled up her fists, crossed 'em in front of her, and leaned back a bit, trying to dodge Michael.

Michael wasn't having it. "You looking to start something?"

Kelsey shook her head. "Nope."

Michael pointed to his waist. "Hold on."

"No way!" Kelsey's eyes went wide, like, did she hear that right? How could Michael even say that?

Kelsey stressed, "Michael, I got a boyfriend."

But Michael cut her off, "This is how you ride; it's not like we're in bed. Why you acting all shy?"

Kelsey rolled her eyes at the back of his head. Shy? She was just stating facts.

Michael asked, "You gonna hold on or what?"

Kelsey turned her head away, staying silent.

Michael didn't push it. He twisted the throttle, and as the bike shot forward, Kelsey leaned back from the force. Freaked out, she grabbed Michael's jacket.

Before she could catch her breath, he hit the brakes hard.

Kelsey got thrown forward, smacking into Michael's back.

Still rattled, Michael grabbed her hands and wrapped them around his waist.

He crossed her hands together, making her hold on tight.

Kelsey tried to pull back, but Michael snapped, "Hold on if you don't wanna die!"

Before she could say anything, he twisted the throttle again.

Once they left the villa area, Michael kept speeding up.

The wind was crazy, blowing away all of Kelsey's hesitation and awkwardness.

Scared out of her mind, she clung to Michael, her hands wrinkling his clothes.

Michael glanced down at her hands around his waist; he couldn't stop grinning. Kelsey was way more uptight than he thought.

Finally, the bike came to a stop.

The wind noise died down, and Kelsey started to come back to her senses.

"We're here," Michael called from the front.

Kelsey opened her eyes and saw they were at Jack's place.

She got off the bike, her legs all wobbly, still in a daze. "Didn't you say we were going to the shop to take off the helmet first?"

Michael sat on the bike, one foot on the ground, looking all smug. He took off his helmet and smirked. "Actually, your outfit's pretty unique. Might even surprise Jack."

Kelsey was speechless. She wanted to punch him. But she knew she couldn't take Michael. She let it go and silently cursed him out in her head.

Michael beckoned her with his finger, like calling a pet. "Come here."

Kelsey didn't budge.

Michael chuckled, got off the bike, and walked up to her.

As he got closer, Kelsey wanted to step back.

"Don't move!" Michael stood in front of her and reached out to unlock the buckle.

Kelsey had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, she heard a click, and the strap around her neck loosened.

Michael met her eyes and grinned. "Just remembered, I can unlock it."

Kelsey was speechless. Clearly, Michael had played her.

Michael took off her helmet and said, "Go find your boyfriend already."

Kelsey clenched her fists and suddenly aimed a kick at Michael's crotch.

Michael's eyes flashed, and he caught her ankle with precision.

Not only did Kelsey miss her target, but now she was stuck. She stood there on one foot, the other hanging in the air, looking totally awkward.

Michael's grip was firm but not too tight, making it impossible for Kelsey to break free. She had to stay in that ridiculous pose.

Michael smirked, "Heartless, using me and then tossing me aside?"

Kelsey's face turned red with anger. "Michael, you're messing with me!"

"Nope," Michael said, "I really forgot earlier. I remembered halfway, so I didn't take you to the shop and brought you straight here. How's that? Am I good or what?"

Kelsey wanted to slap him, but her arms were too short to reach.

She could only glare at him. "Michael, you're a jerk!"

Michael shrugged. "All guys are jerks, even your Jack."

Kelsey snapped, "Jack would never be like you!"

Michael raised an eyebrow. "Like me?"

"Yeah, you're shameless, a scoundrel, a rogue, frivolous, and unreliable!" Kelsey felt she could go on forever listing Michael's faults.

Michael listened and then grinned. "I always thought those were my best qualities."

Kelsey was speechless. She didn't want to argue with him anymore.

"Let go!" she demanded.

Michael looked at her flushed cheeks and watery eyes. "Call me your brother, and I'll let you go."

His grip tightened. "Say it!"

Michael suddenly got serious, no more smiles, his eyes sharp and intimidating.

With no one around and it being late at night, Kelsey was genuinely a bit scared of this side of Michael.

After hesitating, she said, "Michael, tonight was my fault. I shouldn't have provoked you. Let me go, and I won't bother you again."

Michael frowned. Those weren't the words he wanted to hear. Actually, he knew it was impossible for Kelsey to see him as her brother.

He just wanted Kelsey to show some softness, make his trip worthwhile.

But Kelsey refused to yield, even though her eyes showed some fear, she still stood her ground.

Michael let go, scoffing. "Boring."

Kelsey's foot hit the ground, and she staggered a bit.

Michael got back on the bike, put on his helmet, and twisted the throttle.

"Wait!" Kelsey called out urgently.

Michael didn't rush to leave but didn't look at her either.

Kelsey looked at him and said, "Michael, thanks for bringing me here."

Michael didn't respond and drove away.

Only when the sound of the motorcycle faded into the night did Kelsey turn to enter the building.

Pressing the familiar floor button, Kelsey leaned against the elevator, wondering what to say to Jack when she saw him.

She missed Jack a lot.

Kelsey could be very decisive with people she didn't like. But with those she liked, she was a total pushover.

She had been miserable at home all day and couldn't take it anymore. She thought if she apologized to Jack, he would probably forgive her, right?

Kelsey was nervous, pacing at the door for a long time before using the code to unlock it.